The Ostrich — текст песни (Steppenwolf)

We`ll call you when you`re six years old
And drag you to the factory
To train your brain for eighteen years
With promise of security
But then you`re free
And forty years you waste to chase the dollar sign
So you may die in Florida
At the pleasant age of sixty nine

The water`s getting hard to drink
We`ve mangled up the country side
The air will choke you when you breathe
We`re all committing suicide
But it`s alright
It`s progress folks keep pushin` till your body rots
Will strip the earth of all it`s green
And then divide her into parking lots

But there`s nothing you and I can do
You and I are only two
What`s right and wrong is hard to say
Forget about it for today
We`ll stick our heads into the sand
Just pretend that all is grand
Then hope that everything turns out ok

You`re free to speak your mind my friend
As long as you agree with me
Don`t criticize the father land
Or those who shape your destiny
`Cause if you do
You`ll lose your job your mind and all the friends you knew
We`ll send out all our boys in blue
They`ll find a way to silence you

But there`s nothing you and I can do
You and I are only two
What`s right and wrong is hard to say
Forget about it for today
We`ll stick our heads into the sand
Just pretend that all is grand
Then hope that everything turns out ok